Chapter 67

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The two of us were escorted to the hospital by Present Mic, where Aizawa was waiting. He sat by the door to Eri's room, and Mirio was with him. It was great to see him here, I knew he felt the need to keep protecting the little girl.

Izu told me that before he left the hospital with Kiri and I, he went to see the third year. After them all, seeing such a respected hero move on into the light. Anyway, Mirio was still the ever so happy and positive guy he always is, stating that it's what Sir would've wanted from him.

The blonde boy is staying optimistic and hoping with time and practice, Eri can restore the quirk that was wrongfully taken from him.

From what I've been told, Mirio is still one hell of a fighter even when he didn't have his quirk, so regardless, I hope that there's still hope for his hero career.

"Before you ask me about why you're here, I'll just say that she wants to see you three," Aizawa explains, opening the door for us to go in. It seems the horn on her head was smaller, and I could guess it was the source of her powers.

I had barely made it inside the room when a pair of arms wrapped around my leg. Causing me to giggle as I looked down, her big eyes looking up at Izu and I in wonder.

"That's how you looked this morning," I teased Izuku, nudging his arm, and his cheeks flushed a light pink.

"Nuh Uh," he defended himself, just making him look adorable.

"Honesty, I'm still mad at Kat for picking on you. I think toddler Izu is so precious, just as precious as teen Izu," I tell him with a smirk. Eri was still looking up at us, and now she didn't smile, but she still looked happy to see us.

"It's my heroes!" She finally says after looking at the three of us. Her gaze held nothing but admiration.

"Awe, that's the cutest thing," I cooed with a big smile, she lead us over to the couch in her room. Telling us everything that was going on with her recovery. Saying that she liked when Aizawa came to spend time with her.

Izu and I shared a look, big smiles plastered on our faces. "DADZAWA!" we cheered, earning a hearty laugh from Mirio. I mean, he is like the dad of our class, always worried for us and wanting to make sure we're all safe.

The three of us were just talking with the girl, telling her about our achievements as heroes. As well as anything that she wants to know about the world. She was intrigued to know about my American culture and how I adapted to living in Japan.

We were also coming up with a plan to have Mirio take her to the festival. Something fun like that would he good for her. Having her experience things normal, kids got to do. It made her excited for the day, especially when Izuku told her that he'd be up there dancing.

All of us talked for around an hour before it was time for Izu and I to head back to the dorms. Still having to attend school the next day, and I promised Mirio I'd give Tamaki and Nejire gifts he'd gotten for them. He really was a sweetheart, knowing both were worried for him. I couldn't wait for Eri to see everything.

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The whole school was in the spirit of the festival, happy to be doing normal school activities. Every class has been working hard on their activities, wanting everything to be perfect. Kendo told me that her class was putting on an original play, which was a cool idea. She wouldn't be in it, having been convinced to compete in the beauty pageant.

As of this moment, I was sitting with Kyoka at one of the tables in the dorm house. We were trying to come up with a set list, as well as plans for the song that we would be performing. I'd show her songs that could hype up the crowd and then write them down, especially if she liked it as well. Our music tastes were oddly similar.

"The song I wrote needs music added to it. Something that will get everyone dancing," she says, letting out a heavy sigh, and I nodded.

Walking over to the drums kit, I sat on the stool, picking up the sticks. Twirling them around my fingers before I hit the record button on the system beside it.

"How about this for the drums," I say, tapping out a beat that was catchy but simple for Katsuki to learn. My head nodded to the beat as I also tapped my foot along with the beat to help me keep the rhythm.

Jiro was smiling at me as I got lost in the beats, clapping along to the tempo as she picked up a guitar, matching the correct cords to my beats. Both of us smiled at how good it was sounding. Of course, we still had a month to prepare, but this was turning out awesome.

"Oh, Drea, that's wonderful! I didn't know you could play the drums," she says with a big smile. Setting the guitar back on the stand, and that was when I noticed we had an audience.

"Oh, that was nothing," I say, trying to brush it off. I'm hoping it wasn't that big of a deal until Shoto threw me under the bus.

"Actually, she can play roughly 15 different instruments," he tells everyone, as they stand there with shocked eyes.

"Blurt out all my secrets. Why don't you," I joked, nudging his arms. Putting the sticks down on the table.

We went back to planning, and it was decided that I'd be the one to DJ for the tracks that the band wasn't performing. Not that I minded. It was fun using the soundboard, and I enjoyed making people happy with music.

Things were looking good, and now it would soon be time for Mina to choreograph a dance. Once they get that down them the crew can make props and work out special effects. I know Aoyama wanted to use his laser as a spotlight.

Shoto can make pretty ice crystals, and I can help make snow. It's going to be a performance that they would never forget, and I was looking forward to it.

Here's to hoping that everything goes to plan. As we've been working so hard on this, and we're highly proud of it......


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